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Prize Property

12/29/2013

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You think we separated many moons ago,
But I own you in my mind.
You thought you broke free of me,
But I own you in my mind.


Lounging feet in the sand,
sharing a lazy Sunday afternoon.
I remembered to bring the umbrella,
sun scorching in the month of June.
Bad jokes abound from your mouth,
they make me laugh anyway.
Turns out your jovial mood,
was the only thing that was gay.


Said you needed more,
more than I could give.
Said this was no way,
for an entitled princess to live.


Always present, never aloof,
Heart bigger than your expectations.
Filled with love, not with plastic,
3 digit security code and an expiration.

Capable of giving more,
than an hour or two, every week.
Know who you are,

not the one she wants you to be.
Soul deep not loofah deep.
You don't exist.


Another moment, another tear,
as days and months pass by.
Your heart no longer speaks to me,
But I own you in my mind.
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